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Subject: Palantir

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Arwen

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Date Posted: 22:17:13 04/20/02 Sat

It was as if someone had pinched her. Everything was clear. The forest was not her home. Seeking solace with others would not solve her problems, they would find her. Again her path became cloudy. Tears fell. Those words again. Know I will always love you. Where had they come from? They echoed around inside her head. They echoed around inside her heart. Tugging. Pulling. Like a sudden realisation. When she went home, Aragorn would not be there. Her child would have no father. She was alone, not only in the forest, but in spirit. With each tear, more and more she knew she could not leave him. Maybe physically, but not in her heart.

The palantir lay in the grass. Her voice laden with emotion, thick with tears, could bearly whisper. "Aragorn, show me him." The cloudy cleared. There was a picture. His face. Just as she had left him. Where was he? Over the sundering seas? Did he feel alone? Was he as alone as she?

Pressing her hands hungrily against the orb, silent tears turned to sobs. Shaking she could only whisper "Aragorn. Wherever you are, I don't know if you can hear me. I don't know, Aragorn. I don't know who I am anymore. I renaidlin ne mor nuithannen. Manan elye etevanne norie i melanelye?"

Slipping into Elvish, Arwen finished her cries. Be strong. She told herself. You can face them. You can get through this. You can go back. She could. She could?

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